Archaeology can't always be about crystal skulls and pyramids. Well, for most of us, it's never crystal skulls or pyramids. But there are certainly some times when the work is more exciting than others.
I've been working two part-time jobs as of late. One of my jobs, which I've been working on and off since last summer, is with a local contract archaeology firm. I've been doing some ceramic analyses for them, and am currently wrapping things up with some report chapters. It's been good work, and though I'm usually very happy to sit around and look at old pottery, I admit that it's not the most stimulating of projects. To be honest, I'll be happy once I finish my reports and can look forward to other things. There will (hopefully) be fieldwork with this company later this summer, which will put me in northern Arizona for a month or so and should be really interesting work. I'm always happier in the field than I could ever be in an office. Of course, this future fieldwork may also lead to more future ceramic analyses and report writing... and while at times it can be slightly boring and monotonous, work is work, and this is good news.
My second job right now is a pretty new development. I was recently hired by a large engineering company to do some small survey projects. This company has a large-scale contract with Qwest, and whenever Qwest has new cable lines or utility boxes to install, I'm basically the one who gets to go wander along the road shoulder to confirm that no archaeological remains are going to be disturbed by the construction. It's very easy work, and sort of silly since most of the surveys I've had to do are in the city and in areas that were developed many years ago (meaning that any archaeology that might have existed there is long gone). But, I don't mind the silliness of it too much. I'm getting paid well to walk around outside and write simple, non-academic reports, and I can do my work wherever and whenever I want. AND, I get to explore some of Tucson's many mobile home parks! I'm broadening my horizons every day...
My new job leaves me somewhat conflicted. On the one hand, I'm getting paid quite well to do easy work with flexible hours and some fieldwork (as uninteresting as it may be, it's still fieldwork). On the other hand, this isn't what I signed up for when I decided to become an archaeologist. I went in to this field because I love the intrigue, the hands-on, the history, the research, the dirt... not because I wanted to work for some big contracting firm who puts up power lines around the western states for a corporate-level cable company.
I think that for the time being, and for the short term future, I could handle working a low-excitement-yet-decent-paying job for a year or two if I had to. Hell, that's what a large majority of people do for most of their lives anyway, isn't it? I just know that after a while I'd get restless. I'd miss being in the field, working on really fascinating sites, surveying non-urban landscapes, and eventually I'd even miss writing lengthy reports on boring ceramic analyses. And I suppose that's just one more thing to add to my list of "To PhD or Not to PhD?" considerations. But the good news is that I'm not nailed down to anything here. There are still lots of other, more exciting jobs out there waiting for me. I'm not in any big rush. So maybe this is where I'll be for the next year or so-- doing roadside surveys and writing up cookie-cutter reports, and still enjoying the benefits of not yet being tied down to a 9-to-5 schedule, having time to ride my bicycle, and having a flexible schedule to which I may not ever again have the privilege once I finally buckle down a find a "real" job. I'm cool with that.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Mission: Pie
“Just a pie! It’s downright expert. It could solve all the problems of the world, that pie. A thing’a beauty … how each flavor opens itself one by one, like a chapter in a book. First, the flavor of an exotic spice hits ya, just a hint of it … and then you're flooded with chocolate, dark and bittersweet like an old love affair. And finally strawberry, the way strawberry was always supposed to taste but never knew how ... ”
I've never been much of a cook, and up until recently my baking skills have been nonexistent. But I've gotta say, I think I've discovered that there is something very satisfying about baking. And nobody can argue with a house that smells like baked goods.
The quote above is from the movie Waitress. It's an adorable movie, with pie. Lots of pie. I highly recommend it. I decided to bake a pie for a dinner party a couple of weeks ago, and was browsing the internet for recipes containing strawberries and chocolate (two of my favorite things in desserts). While I have seen Waitress a few times, and always comment on how amazing the Strawberry Chocolate Oasis Pie sounds, it was not until my online recipe search that I was reminded of that particular pie. Armed with a few pounds of strawberries, a big bag of chocolate, a recipe loosely derived from the namesake pie in the movie, and my new baking apron, I was on a mission. Mission: Pie.
Although I didn't follow it exactly, this is the recipe that I took most of my cues from for this experiment.
The pie in the movie included a chocolate crust, but I decided to use graham cracker crumbs to make my own crust (to which I may or may not have added some melted chocolate just for good measure). The pie basically consisted of a layer of thick and creamy chocolate filling, with a second layer of sugary strawberry deliciousness on the top. I probably ate about a pound of strawberries in the process of this endeavor, and had slightly pink-stained and yummy-smelling fingers for quite a while afterwards. I also made some whipped cream to top things off, which made things look prettier, but I didn't manage to get a photo of it. So, the final result:
Everything turned out to taste really wonderful, although the pie was more of a cobbler for the first 24 hours, since the crust was pretty crumbly and the chocolate hadn't had enough time to really harden. With due credit to my friends, nobody complained about having to eat a Strawberry Chocolate Oasis Cobbler instead of a Strawberry Chocolate Oasis Pie. But man-oh-man, after sitting in the refrigerator for a day, it was just about perfect. Talk about a breakfast of champions!
I'm going to try to start baking more, although I'm trying to limit myself to only baking when I know that other people will be able to help me eat whatever I make. ... So, who wants some pie?
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Saturday, March 19, 2011
Springtime Saturday
How is it almost April already?!
I've been bad about updating the blog lately, although I don't feel too bad as I sort of doubt that anybody is anxiously checking this page every night awaiting my next post. Anyway.
Not much has been going on lately- we've been having fun and relaxing, but there haven't been any big adventures or races things to really report on. The next few months will be more exciting, I promise!
In lieu of a real update, here are some photos from this beautiful spring-like day we've had today.
A morning bike ride through Saguaro Nat'l Park.
My avacado tree! (It will be a tree, someday.)
The carnage of last month's freezing weather. Poor cacti.
Book Club with the girls. ("Book" Club typically is more Wine Club than anything, if we're being honest here.)
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